The Old Mule

A view from my back porch…

  With some scattered rains lately the banks of wolf creek still runs by the old farm. My ole hollow has been lying alongside  this creek as long as water has been flowing in these parts bringing with it all that one could ask for on this earth. The calming sounds, drop after drop, babbling in journey constantly moving yet to the eye it leaves its mark as another takes its place. Slowly this water of life moves within reach bringing with it a breath of freshness. The land around it takes notice and so winter continues to flow by where latter it will be replaced anew with a new sign. Awake far one for today is the beginning of another day on the banks of wolf creek....Dan